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Moonbats enter their blue phase

Moonbats enter their blue phase
Hotty Miss  |  by news.bostonherald.com. All rights reserved. 8.03 | 12:59

The moonbats are in mourning. In meltdown. In the muck, the mire.

De-mooned. De-pressed. De-swooned.

Ma-rooned.

Pass the Xanax, please! What happened to Divine Deval, man of hope, the man who was to restore holier-than-thou progressives - dare I say liberals - to disinfect the Corner Office after 16 years of nasty, greedy, let-them-eat-cake-crumbs-and-like-it Republicans?

ldquo;It started with the (inaugural) parties, rdquo; says The Uber Moonbat of Roslindale, Erik Gehring. I first met him last fall, on his Trek 700 bike, Centre Street, Jamaica Plain, the belly of the moonbat beast by the Blissful Monkey Yoga Studio, the Wonder Spice Cafe, Boomerangs Aids Action Thrift Shop and the Milky Way Lounge with the Bob Marley mural.

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ldquo;Then, rdquo; says Moonbat Gehring, ldquo;it was the drapes, the DeVille.

Then you have the helicopter. He rsquo;s living large. Now this, rdquo; he says, as in a full scuba dive into the tank of predatory, sleazy corporate America.

ldquo;I don rsquo;t know what rsquo;s going on. I am perplexed, rdquo; says the legendary Vince Petryk, owner of the equally legendary J.P.

Licks Homemade Ice Cream, kosher now for eight years at the mother ship J.P. cafe.

There, many a moonbat first dreamed Deval before the gas fireplace, wired and iPod-ed, with their sustaining bowl of oatmeal cookie, lactose free.

Says Erik, who thinks it rsquo;s quite possible the NSA listens in on his phone calls, ldquo;I hate to sound all schmaltzy about the hope thing, but I was expecting a lot better. rdquo;
Alas for DeVille Deval, it rsquo;s not just the moonbats - you know, passionate recyclers who think Halliburton just might have plotted 9/11 - who are, to put it mildly, flummoxed today.

It rsquo;s also guys like state Rep. Michael Rodrigues, a conservative Fall River Democrat who first met Deval nearly two years ago. By election time, he could barely contain the accolades.

ldquo;Inspirational magnetism, rdquo; he said then. ldquo;Rock star status. Thinking about (a speech Patrick gave at a New Bedford rally) it gives me the chills, rdquo; he said.

The chills!

But yesterday? ldquo;I scratch my head to think, who rsquo;s he listening to?

rdquo; said Rodrigues. ldquo;Who are his advisers? Is he getting advice?

rdquo; Rodrigues is hoping for the best: that the man he still believes ldquo;has the intellect and desire to be a great governor, rdquo; can put this mess behind him as little more, he said, than gubernatorial ldquo;hiccups. rdquo;

But then of course there are the naysayers, who are gleeful. The ones with the ldquo;Don rsquo;t Blame Me I Voted for Muffy rdquo; bumper stickers.

The ones who ridiculed those of us, including me, as we jumped all starry-eyed on the Deval bandwagon.

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